Although he was curious that the early red regime could still retain a certain degree of private ownership, Liu Lang did not pursue it. The red party members would not be able to rise from the ashes without experiencing such an economic and military defeat. A few years later
When they left most of China and went to northern China, what they did was far better than what they are doing now. Not only did they rely on agrarian revolution and fighting local tyrants to survive, but they also managed the entire huge country for the establishment of a republic in the future.
The country has laid the foundation.
Ever since he knew that the younger version of the old man had enough money, Liu Lang naturally had no scruples in ordering food. His grandson would eat his grandpa's food. Even if his grandson was several years older than his young grandpa, Liu Lang would have no psychological burden.
I ordered seven or eight dishes.
Since he came to the territory of the red regime, Liu Lang naturally ordered the famous "Red Coke" in later generations, which was the wine drunk when the two armies met on Jinggang Mountain. But it seemed that it was just a wine brewed by the Hakka people.
Can be ordered.
Every Hakka household can make wine, and what they drink is "wine" made from red rice. However, this "wine" is different from ordinary "wine". In addition to being brewed with red rice, Chinese herbal medicines such as golden tassel, cinnamon, wolfberry, and honey are also added.
Brewing. Because after aging and storage, the wine has a deep red color, mellow and sweet aroma, and a cola shape, so it is called "red cola" by later generations.
Obviously, in this era when there are no fakes, a jar of "Red Coke" is more mellow than it was in the 1980s. Liu Lang knows that the elderly version of the old man can drink more than a pound at least, but the young version of the old man has a drinking capacity
, obviously it hasn’t been exercised yet.
After half a kilogram, he was already blushing and thick-necked. He looked at the drinking atmosphere and found it quite good. When he was half drunk, Liu Lang asked tentatively: "I think Comrade Yingzi has a good impression of Section Chief Liu, but
But why are you resisting?"
Facing a younger version of the old man with such a low emotional intelligence, Liu Lang was really worried. What if something went wrong because of his grandson's sudden arrival, would Liu Lang still be Liu Lang in the future?
Looking sideways at Liu Lang, probably thinking of Liu Lang's kindness in bringing back the ancestral silver medal, the young old man did not get angry and sighed and said: "I don't know why you are so interested in Yingzi, but I can feel you.
I want to protect her. Let me tell you this! Yingzi is a good girl, but I, Liu Yaozu, cannot delay her..."
As the younger version of the old man slowly told the story, Liu Lang finally heard a story that he had never heard before in time and space. It turned out that the two of them met during the continuous tungsten ore transactions in the past two years, and finally met the younger version of the old man.
Infected by the epidemic, the younger version of grandma resolutely joined the Red Party, and even got into a fight with a warlord's army when a delivery was passing through an underground transportation line. The big black-faced grandpa blocked a shot for the girl with big pigtails.
The drama of beautiful women falling in love with heroes naturally happened, but the black-faced man in front of him flinched...
This is the reason! Although the younger version of the old man did not explain it clearly, Liu Lang obviously knew it.
"Is this the marriage rule for gay men in your red army?" Liu Lang asked.
"No, the revolution has not yet succeeded, so why do we care about our family? We have to save the poor people all over the world as our own responsibility." The big black face said very proudly.
Liu Lang could still see a trace of disappointment on the face of the young old man, and he felt secretly happy. This man was not unmoved! Of course Liu Lang knew, because at this time there were more men than women in the red army, and there were also wars.
Cadres below the regiment level often lead charges, and there are even many cadres above the regiment level, so there are many sacrifices. In order to avoid the trouble of having too many disputes in front of the widow's door, we simply made a rule that you must reach the military level.
apply for marriage.
This seemed a bit difficult for the younger version of the old man, so he said he couldn't delay it.
"Hey, revolution doesn't happen in a day or two. Maybe if one generation fails, it depends on the next generation!" Liu Lang said with a smile.
"But....."
"It's nothing but, don't worry, your rules will change in a few years. As long as you are confident to become a regiment-level cadre, you can file a marriage application report? Weren't you and Yingzi only in their twenties at that time?
Well!" Liu Lang said confidently.
The regulations of the "287th Regiment" were established in 1937. This is a historical fact.
"How do you know this?" The big black face who was a little drunk was dumbfounded.
"Because you will continue to move forward and grow. I am very confident in this. Otherwise, how could I do business with you?" Liu Lang tried his best to encourage his somewhat silly grandfather.
"Okay, then I will work hard and become the team leader soon." The big black face took a bite of the big bone in his hand with great enthusiasm.
Liu Lang...are you planning to chase after you when you're full?
For the love of his grandparents, his eldest grandson has put in a lot of effort, and he doesn't know if anyone will thank him.